When Zhang Fuzhi and the storyteller looked at each other, Wuming was instantly the same, the person who clarified the facts on the dog day was the storyteller's way, but what made Wuming couldn't understand was that Zhang Fuzhi defended Lin Shaohua because the two of them were friends, why are you a storyteller on the dog day? Has the conscience that was taken away by the dog returned?

Soon Wu Ming knew the answer.

"I'll just say that General Lin has a good style on weekdays, so he can do something like betraying us, you still don't believe it when I say it." There was a woman with a big mouth chattering.

Wuming has a hundred grasses, mud horses galloping past, he just wants to ask; 'When did you say this, eldest sister?' ’

"That's it, when I met General Lin before, he still smiled at me, I think General Lin is a good person, and he was wronged before." Someone else said

"It's not that dog, the mother's demon is treacherous and deceived us, otherwise how would we have said so many bad things about General Lin."

As soon as these words came out, someone quickly echoed them: "That's right, it is that group of demons who are dividing us from us, letting us separate from General Lin and the city guards." ”

After a few words, another 'victim' appeared. Wuming couldn't imagine what Ding Lai's expression would be when he heard this, if he really didn't know anything.

Soon, Mr. Storyteller flicked his fingers again, and a person next to him was stunned for a moment and then quickly said: "I feel that it should be more than just a half-demon, I heard that there are many demons in the demon outside the city, there will be no demons in this, right?" ”

As for what I heard there, the devil knows.

"Yes, there should also be demons, our Xuanzhou has rarely clashed with the demon clan since ancient times, the demon clan has been beaten down by our Xuanzhou for so many years, and now it is estimated that they want to invade our Xuanzhou again."

"Yes, yes, it's definitely like this, no, this matter is too big, I think we should tell General Lin and the Yellow City Lord, let them pass the news over, it's best to let General Li Mu come here for a visit."

"In other words, the demons can send spies to us, will the demon clan also send slender over?" Someone said something out of nowhere.

Zhang Fuzhi frowned, stared at Wuming and asked, "What do you want to do?" It is obvious that the trend of public opinion has gradually deviated from Zhang Fuzhi's tentative direction, but it has not yet gotten out of control, saying that Zhang Fuzhi did not say anything to stop it.

Wuming looked at the guy who wanted to smoke people again and quickly shook his head like a rattle, and replied in a crying voice: "Big brother, do you think I seem to know? ”

In the face of such an upright statement, Zhang Fuzhi lost his temper even if he wanted to beat someone, and even wanted to say nothing: "You are still fucking sincere." But this sentence was not said after all.

Seeing that the atmosphere had been set to this point, the storyteller said, "Very good." Moving his fingers again, the man who had just dragged the family to sit down opened his mouth and said, "Demons? It's also to blame that I was dragged to be a strong man last night, taking care of the wounded soldiers for several hours, and when we were dismissed, I was in a hurry to relieve myself, what are you pulling me for! ”

The wife beside the man tugged on her man's sleeve and whispered, "Don't say it, if someone sues us to the city guard, our family will not have anything to do." ”

Hearing this, someone was indignant and said: "What's this, everyone speaks freely, since it's true, what's unseemly, they dare to do it, we dare to listen, whoever dares to sue is not able to get along with me!" ”

"And me!"

"City Lord Huang and Lord Zhao let us speak freely, does his city protector dare to ride on the head of the City Lord's Mansion? Brother, you go on. ”

In the crowd, Zhang Fuzhi let go of his anger, and obviously felt that the storyteller's three fingers were trembling slightly at the moment, as if he was holding something with a thread, Zhang Fuyi looked at Wuming with a strange face, and his face was flushed, and he looked like you don't ask me, I don't know.

Zhang Fuzhi had no choice but to sigh in a low voice: "There is a storyteller there, and if you have this ability, you can be a storyteller, not even a theater can do it, one person is more lively than a group of people." ”

The man seemed to have experienced a difficult psychological construction, and after a long time, he tore off his wife's hand and continued: "I went to Xiaojie, but I happened to meet General Lin who took Dr. Lu out alone, I originally wanted to sneak away, but I heard them say what the demon clan was, what three thousand years ago, I was so frightened that I squatted there motionless, squatting for most of the day, and my legs were numb. As he spoke, the man stood up with his hands on the ground and showed how he was squatting before he stopped.

Seeing the head of the house like this, the wife couldn't stop it, so she had to lie down on the salute and cry. The child of the two people is four or five years old, extremely well-behaved, he looked at his father and mother and didn't know what to say, tried to think about it, and didn't remember that his father went out last night, but the child's sense was extremely sensitive, and by chance he turned his head and happened to see Mr. Storyteller, who gently put his index finger to his mouth and shhed at the child.

Seeing this scene, the originally calm crowd became excited again, and countless people shouted and cursed, telling the man not to squat and hurry up to tell the story.

The man didn't seem to feel embarrassed, so this time he simply stood up, let everyone's eyes fall on him, and said, "I, I didn't dare to move when I died......

Another round of boos and scolding rang out.

"They talked for a long time, and when I couldn't hold on, they finally separated, and I vaguely heard General Lin say something like 'don't reveal your identity, and leave quickly after the battle'." The man sat down satisfied, but another storm had already taken shape.

"Master, what are you going to say?" In an inconspicuous corner, a child kneels on an old man covered by a thick quilt.

Although this street is not small, but there are too many people who can't stand to take refuge, people are all in the family unit, groups of three or five are close together, and they sit open, almost no one is lying down, this old man is lying here, and it has also caused a lot of scolding, after all, this kind of old man who can't even walk the road is undoubtedly a burden on the way to escape, of course, the most important thing is to occupy the space where the people behind can go forward, but fortunately, there are a few people who stopped it, so it was not thrown out.

Now that there is movement here, it has naturally attracted the disgusting attention of many people. It's just that the young man didn't care, he knelt in front of the old man and put his ear close to the old man's mouth, and after listening for a long time, he sat up straight with a shocked face.

At this time, someone sneered: "Little thing, what did your half-dead grandfather say, also say it for us to hear." Many people laughed.

It's just that what the man didn't expect was that the young man actually said it, word by word, very clearly: "My grandfather said that when he was young, he contracted a cold and almost died of illness, and he was rescued by Dr. Lu at that time, and he dared to guarantee that he was absolutely not mistaken." ”

Everyone was stunned, this old man must be eighty or ninety years old, even if he was thirty years old when he was young, it must have been more than fifty years. But Dr. Lu has only been in Xinji City for four or five years!

This is someone who reacted and exclaimed: "Lu Yi is a demon clansman!" ”

Hearing this, Mr. Storyteller nodded with satisfaction, it is really teachable.